Jailbound Fool

Passed out in an overturned car, with cuts and bruises from where I fell Went out to get tobacco, next thing I know I’m in a prison cell They grant me a phone call, I dial and say “Hey Ma, I’m in jail”

I drank all her whiskey, she won’t come to post my bail Well, if you wanna look down on me, we can take this outside I’ve had one hell of a day, this life’s been one hell of a ride Well, if you wanna patronise me, I’ll see the devil’s point of view

I ain’t got nothing to lose, I’m just a jailbound fool Policeman’s acting like a clown, says I’m loser and a disgrace (a disgrace) So I reply “Being constable at Brixton Met, doesn’t mean you’re leader of the human race” Next thing I know he's punching me, I can’t wait to get out of here (run boy, run)

Can’t wait to get back to the pub, to get a belly full of cold beer (cold beer) Well, if you wanna look down on me, we can take this outside I’ve had one hell of a day, this life’s been one hell of a ride Well, if you wanna patronise me, I’ll see the devil’s point of view

I ain’t got nothing to lose, I’m just a jailbound fool Took the tube when I got out, no-one wanted to pick me up (what a surprise) Next thing I know I’m ten pints down Karaoke singing in a club (Wonderwall)

An ugly fella comes up to me And pipes up “Hey man, you’re outta key” I broke his nose with the microphone Now I’m back in the penitentiary

Well, if you wanna look down on me, we can take this outside I’ve had one hell of a day, this life’s been one hell of a ride Well, if you wanna patronise me, I’ll see the devil’s point of view I ain’t got nothing to lose, I’m just a jailbound fool